Tag Archives: pain

audition – November 22

11.17.2016 he was angry the first time he came with his small son and a big chip on his shoulder.   an angry dad, mid divorce, ticked at the women who might turn him away.   and his son got … Continue reading

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day-after paroxysms – November 9

11.9.2016 blinding numb paroxysms of disbelief, slow motion car wreck still to happen coming, coming down a road all too obvious   and we chose it.   rage, loss of control visit these things upon us, fantasies of payback, blind … Continue reading

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first grade – October 21

10.21.2016 in first grade teacher asked what we wanted for Christmas.   a machine-gun, I stared, ——————-

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night prayer – June 28

6.28.2106 stomach tight helpless fright stress and terror flail the night   burdens weigh darken day, please send grace to tend our way. —————–

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God duty – April 7

4.7.2016 Why did you take my daddy away, he asked me   I didn’t, I told him but with my God collar on I was the one who   had to tell him that his daddy was gone   after … Continue reading

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flat affect – March 22

3.22.2016 a hard face across the table unresponding   flat affect as if offended by all   then pushing agenda out of need   or pain. —————-

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visitation – March5

3.5.2016 rage at double mindedness required for survival   pain at virgin hopes ripped by social grasp   pain, anguish, story, madness. visitation of the owl. ————–

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years – January 19

1.19.2016 years feel like moments or eons   depending upon who   you are spending them with. ————

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labor day – September 7

9.7.2015 I walked too far yesterday, I’ll walk too far again today.   all my muscles ache but I find myself laughing   amused at how this is just what bodies do and if you don’t laugh you cry   … Continue reading

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awakening slow – August 30

8.30.2015 [awakening slow] awakening slow with gnarled hands pain   the stretching is a friend across time   a knowledge that maybe some things   don’t go away in this anymore space. ——————  

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